Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 189

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Liam leaned slightly on Mondo’s shoulder, his steps uneven.

Meanwhile, Izzy wrapped her arm around his waist, doing her best to steady him as they led him into the house.

“He’s heavier than he looks,” Mondo muttered under his breath.

“He’s solid muscle,” Izzy replied, adjusting her grip as they made it to the living room. She never thought that one day, she would have to drag a drunk Liam back into their house.

“Right,” Mondo grunted. “Next time he gets drunk at his own launch party, I’m letting someone else carry him.”

Liam said nothing. His head lolled slightly, his eyes half–closed, but he was still conscious–just barely.

“Let’s get him to the bedroom,” Izzy said.

With Mondo’s help, they managed to guide Liam down the hall and into the master bedroom. He collapsed onto the mattress the moment they reached it, landing with a heavy thud. His shoes were still on, his shirt untucked, and his blazer crumpled beneath him.

Mondo exhaled, rolling his shoulders. “You sure you’ve got it from here?”

Izzy nodded. “Yeah. Go home. You’ve done enough.”

“Text me if you need backup,” he said, already stepping out.

“Right… that thing that I told you. Can you please find out what happened?” Izzy asked.

“Will do.”

As soon as she heard the front door close, Izzy turned to Liam, who was now fully passed out.

“Of course,” she muttered to herself, tugging his blazer off. “You sleep now after making everyone babysit you.”

She tossed the blazer aside and loosened his tie. After a few tugs, she managed to get his shoes off, then his socks. He didn’t stir. She sighed. “I should probably clean you up.”

But first, soup.

green onions, soft tofu, and a few spices Liam had sworn by the last time he told her how to cure a hangover. “Strong flavors. Low oil. Warm. No sugar.” She remembered it clearly. Liam mentioned other stuff like Jujube but she

as quietly as she could. It would take some time for it to simmer. That gave her a window to get him cleaned up.

sprawled across the bed,

a warm cloth and wiped him down–his neck, his

were relaxed now, and the lines on his forehead softened. Vulnerable. It felt strange seeing him

cleaned him up as best she could, then pulled a blanket over his bare torso. The room was quiet except for

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look away.

The people you paid off. The way you kept her in the dark to get

small and sharp. “Try it.

his eyes. “Is that

I am wondering how you are able to prove all this allegations without looking like

lose sleep over his father’s moods. Not the teenager who flinched at every demand. He knew better

Even as a kid, Liam never did what was expected just for the sake of obedience. He asked questions. He made different choices. He

defiance was unforgivable.

Olivier said, stepping closer to the desk. “I see. Was it because you now have your company? Your name? Your marriage?” Olivier scoffed. “Let’s make this simple Liam. You either start listening to me–or I tell her what you

Liam didn’t speak.

What you covered. How you made sure she found out about Calen and Monica in the

edge of the desk. “And then you’ll be alone. All that work, all that planning, and it’ll be

nothing. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t nod.

simply stared at his father.

took a breath and stepped closer to

fed her debts. About how you made sure she owed more money to those backdoor lenders. You knew she would gamble. You let it happen. Then

didn’t change.

designed it. You created it. So Isabella would be forced to carry it. You wanted her desperate. You wanted her vulnerable. You wanted to be the

didn’t stop

right when Calen Weiss was starting to rebuild? That was you

didn’t leave his

was buried deep enough, shuffled through offshore filters, a few shell names here and there. And you were right. No one found out.”

He smiled, briefly.

“Except me.”

Liam remained still.